olives

olives

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Its got something in its beak

something it's alive

after so many weeks

to survive to survive

months and days here

is like years it was years

in my mind in my heart

the surmise of all my fears

it's just the start

of life again

to survive to srvive

is to be alive

whether your breathing or not

to survive

is to be alive

to be alive

is to survive

catch your death

with your last breath

and you will find

arms wrapped in time

were you alive

were you alive

© 2008 <3


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